Jack of Harts

Today is Dairycon. An entire county fairgrounds building full of toy sellers and toy collectors selling anything from real Transformers toys to My Little Pony. I kid you not. I swear at least one of those things shows up every year. I’m actually taking some of my collection to sell. Yes. Let the shock flow through you. I’m selling part of my collection. Or at least I rather hope they sell. They don’t bring me joy, so I’m hoping to find someone who will love them more than me. Hold them. Hug them. Call them George. Or Jack. Whatever. Names are just labels we put on things so we remember them. I hope others enjoy and remember them well.